"Dog!" cried Wild, freeing himself by a powerful effort, and dealing Jack a
violent blow with the heavy bludgeon, which knocked him backwards, "you are
not yet a match for Jonathan Wild. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to
his ledgers. He went in and leaned, panting,
against one wall. "
"Heaven have compassion on you, Rowland!" murmured his sister, crossing her
hands and looking upwards; "you have none on me. A small voice greeted her, hissing. The walls were of immense
thickness; the small windows double-grated and unglazed; the fire-place was
without a grate; and a barrack-bed, divided into two compartments, occupied one
corner.
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